“For thee, thou wilt go to the palace. In the morning, come hither for thy duty. But think not, I shall forget thy wrongdoing. Go!”
Hellen, following an attendant, tottered out.
CHAPTER VII.
THE TEMPLE.
Æole and Electra followed the quivering Sensel into the passage, thence to its end, and through a door leading into a court about which was ranged the building allotted to the handmaids.
In this building, they ate and slept. As to recreation, there was time for none, rest being their one desire when relieved from duty; and thus there was no comradeship among them. They were virtually as cut off from each other as from their friends without.
Sensel conducted the newcomers to rooms that adjoined, and received their most grateful looks, though he shook his head as if to disclaim thanks. As he was about to leave them, he said:
“In a little while, will I send you food and drink.”
They thanked him, this time in words; and looked after him until he had disappeared, when Electra whispered:
“Didst thou note his kind voice, the gentle look of those shining eyes? I believe him to be good—for all.”
“Electra, I like him; I am sure he is good.”